I seized the Demon Emperor

The devil's religion comes with force and disappears in a hurry.

They did not dare to retreat blindly to avoid being counterattacked and pursued by the enemy.

The soldiers and horses of the three major divisions gathered in one place, gathered around the leader, and left the Golden Summit Huayan Temple together.

Whether to wait for the position to be stabilized and then disperse and return to their respective territories, or to return to support the Demon Cult Headquarters together, they have to wait for the leader's order.

Behind him, the majestic and shocking Haotian sword light rose into the sky again, and everyone in the Demon Sect also saw it.

Everyone is under great pressure.

Only the six-dragon carriage moving slowly in the sky without leaving them alone gave everyone in the Demon Sect some peace of mind.

But this anticlimactic withdrawal demoralized everyone in the Demon Cult.

"Delay the speed." Xingtian Protector Hong Yan looked at the Haotian sword light behind him.

That terrifying beam of light followed the Demon Cult members slowly and unhurriedly.

Even the Demon Sect does not dare to despise the existence of the Master of the Sword Pavilion.

It is conceivable that there will be other righteous people following the pavilion master.

With such a chasing force, the Demon Cult cannot safely retreat and quickly return to support the main altar.

The other party doesn't push too hard either.

Just follow him not far or near.

"The conspiracy turned into a conspiracy. Although the other party knew the truth about the secret, they were still hindered." Shangguan Song, the seventh elder of the Demon Sect on the side, said slowly: "The Sword Emperor is not in a hurry. It is beneficial for the two emperors to restrain each other."

Hong Yan nodded and said nothing.

Shangguan Song looked up at the palace floating in the air, carried by six dragons.

"If he hadn't been so excited about his success that he first challenged the Sword Emperor and then blindly attacked Shuzhou, how could our religion have fallen into such a crisis?"

Shangguan Song shook his head repeatedly: "We stormed Shuzhou and fell into the enemy's scheme. We lost all the opportunities and put the Holy Land General Altar in crisis. Shuzhou also ended up with an anticlimactic result, which damaged the prestige and morale of our sect.

Young and frivolous, arrogant, nepotistic and relying only on force, he does not have the talent of a leader of a religion at all, he is just a madman with the courage of an ordinary man. "

Hong Yan said: "Make amends after the sheep has gone out."

Shangguan Songyan said: "He wants to make amends, but he is afraid that it will be too late. Now he can only hope that the Grand Chief and the Heavenly King can support him."

The old man's eyes were deep: "If the Grand Chief can turn the tide this time, his prestige within the sect may rise from behind.

Just when our leader made a mistake, he almost caused the sect to be doomed.

The contrast between the two is stark, and we may be able to achieve great things, change the world, and bring order to chaos..."

"Three emperors check and balance." Hong Yan said.

"Yes, so the current situation where the two emperors are restraining each other is not a bad thing. Being able to restrain the Sword Emperor is his greatest role." Shangguan Song suddenly let out a long breath, and then said softly: "Besides, he may be He is strong on the outside and pretends to be a hero, but the old man suspects that he has not recovered at all from his injuries in the first battle with the Sword Emperor. It is a pity that in addition to King Kong, there are more Xiao Yuntian, otherwise we may be able to test one or two..."

Hong Yan frowned and was about to say something, but then closed his mouth.

On the six-dragon carriage above, the leader's attendants came to tell the two of them to go see the leader.

When Hong Yan and Shangguan Song came to the main hall, they saw Zhu Rong, Protector Zhang Tianheng and other masters of the demon sect also arriving.

Chen Luoyang sat high on his seat and glanced at the people below: "The first half of this battle has come to an end, and now it's time to start the second half. You should immediately select your own elite soldiers and generals, break away from the main force, pretend to retreat, or really ambush."

Everyone in the Demon Sect had different expressions when they heard this.

Zhang Tianheng's face showed excitement: "I've seen that the group of hanging-boot ghosts following behind me are not happy, and they are just waiting for your order from the leader. Don't worry, I will immediately lead people to the front to set up an ambush, just waiting for them to come over and collect their corpses!" "

"It's not the front." Chen Luoyang said, "It's a roundabout way to go behind them."

"Behind?" Zhang Tianheng was startled: "You mean, between them and Jinding?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, then thought of something, and looked at their leader.

"Yes, they are on their way back to Jinding." Chen Luoyang confirmed his men's guess.

Shangguan Song blurted out: "They returned to support Jinding. Does that mean Jinding has fallen into the hands of this sect?"

He looked around.

Most of the masters of the Demon Cult who attacked Jinding before were here.

It also includes the mysterious guardian left envoy Xiao Yuntian whose figure is shrouded in the flowing wind.

The people from the Righteous Way are chasing after them, but there must be strong people staying behind at Jinding...

Hong Yan and Shangguan Song looked at each other.

Both of them could see the shock in each other's eyes.

Others, including Xiao Yuntian, also looked at Chen Luoyang in surprise.

Chen Luoyang smiled lightly: "I said I wanted Shuzhou, so it belongs to me."

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The Demon Emperor retreated, and the Sword Emperor led his men in pursuit.

On top of the golden dome, the smoke finally dissipated.

"The next step is to regain the lost territory, sweep away the remaining demon cultists, and bring the entire Shuzhou under control again."

King Zhao of the Xia Dynasty was very high-spirited: "Most of the devils from the Demon Cult will go back to the Demon Realm General Altar with the big demon Chen Luoyang. Even if they don't go back, they can only return to the Demon Realm and stick to it. They will definitely not be able to stay in Shuzhou."

Zen Master Xin Deng, the abbot of Huayan Temple, clasped his palms together and said, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the world. His Royal Highness King Zhao is temporarily acting as pastor of Shuzhou. This is really a blessing to all the people of Shuzhou."

King Zhao smiled and said: "Master, you're welcome. I am just staying in Shuzhou temporarily to restore people's livelihood. Huayan Temple is the mainstay of Shuzhou's righteous path and contributes to the future of Shuzhou. I believe we can cooperate happily."

While the two were talking, an old monk floated over.

But it was Elder Mingjing of Qingliang Temple.

"Brother Xindeng, His Royal Highness King Zhao." Elder Mingjing looked a little serious: "There is something wrong with the Song Hall Master of the Five Colors Hall."

Chan Master Xindeng and King Zhao also looked serious: "What do you mean?"

"He wanted to leave Jinding, but he was dragging his feet in packing his luggage." Elder Mingjing said: "And I found that in addition to contacting his Five Colors Hall openly, he also contacted other people secretly."

Chan Master Xindeng put his palms together: "Shu and Yu are connected, and I think I am quite familiar with the Song Hall Master. He is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, ambitious, and determined to expand the Five Colors Hall. It is hard to imagine that he would willingly submit to the instigation of the Demon Cult. I can't think of what kind of treasure the Demon Emperor could use to impress him. "

King Zhao said in a deep voice: "The Five Colors Hall is surrounded by strong men, and Song Lun has been clamped in Yuzhou. This time it is possible that Song Lun wants to occupy Shuzhou himself. Mr. Nie San and others are chasing the Demon Emperor with the Pavilion Master. Now the Golden Summit is empty. If Song Lun contacts external aid, he may have a chance. "

He looked at the two old monks and said: "No matter what the reason, Shuzhou cannot be lost. Let's eliminate the internal hidden dangers first."

Elder Mingjing said: "I am afraid of alarming him, so I didn't act rashly."

"Let's go together." Zen Master Xindeng said.

The three masters immediately went to the residence of Song Lun, the head of the Five Colors Hall.

Song Lun was besieged by three people, his face was as gloomy as water: "If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext! In my opinion, you want to get rid of me and swallow up my Five Colors Hall's foundation in Yuzhou, right?"

King Zhao snorted: "Colluding with the Demon Cult, you deserve to die!"

Song Lun actually hit most of his thoughts.

But colluding with the Demon Cult is obviously a good basket, and any crime can be put into it.

The three masters besieged Song Lun together, and he gradually lost his strength.

He was injured in the previous battle with the Demon Cult.

At this moment, he was not careful and was hit on the back by Elder Mingjing's Zen stick, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

King Zhao planned to go up and give him the final blow.

Suddenly, a strange and dark sword light appeared beside him.

The sword light was silent

The assassin seemed illusory.

King Zhao was caught off guard and barely responded to resist.

But the opponent's sword intent condensed into a strange dragon with a human face and a snake body, and a red body.

When the strange dragon opened its eyes, the sky was bright, that is, day.

When it closed its eyes, the sky was dark, that is, night.

The time of day and night seemed to be reversed and chaotic at this moment.

King Zhao felt that his speed had become infinitely slow.

And the opponent was infinitely fast.

If he was fully alert in front of the enemy, he might be able to resist.

But now he was attacked by surprise and attacked by the opponent's sword intent, and it was difficult to break free.

In an instant, blood splattered.

King Zhao fell back with serious injuries.

He looked up at the assassin: "The 36 secrets of the Demon Cult, the magic body technique, and the Candle Dragon Sword? Are you Liu Si, the 'Nine Yin Magic Sword'?"

The female assassin was in her twenties, with a beautiful face and looked gentle and elegant.

She smiled and said, "You can also call me Qinglong Yi."

The elbows and armpits changed, and Master Xindeng was also startled.

He was about to support King Zhao, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his back!

Master Xindeng's mouth was bleeding, and he turned back in disbelief.

Elder Mingjing held a Zen stick in his hand, his expression calm.

"She is Qinglong Yi." Elder Mingjing said quietly: "I am Long Yi."

Master Xindeng's face changed continuously: "There are three dragons outside the Qinglong Hall of the Demon Cult. I have heard of your great name for a long time, but I never expected that you, Brother Mingjing, would be bribed by the Demon Cult."

It is rumored that there are Qinglong Qisu, 18 dragon claws, and 108 dragon scales in the Qinglong Hall of the Demon Cult.

And outside the hall, there are three more dragons.

All of them are famous elders and strong men. They are still righteous in their own forces, but they have secretly joined the Demon Cult.

Elder Mingjing looked indifferent: "Buddha cannot save all living beings. For the sake of all living beings, we can only find another truth."

"I have no intention of debating with Brother Mingjing." Master Xindeng smiled bitterly and looked at Song Lun who was lying on the side: "It's a pity that I believed your lies. I'm sorry for Master Song."

Song Lun snorted coldly.

Elder Mingjing smiled and said, "You three, we two, I have to use a trick, please don't be offended, Brother Xindeng."

The first inn of Qinglong, Liu Si, stepped forward with a sword: "Master Xindeng, don't feel sorry, you three will end up the same anyway."

"I don't think so." Master Xindeng said, and his palms suddenly clasped together: "Here, it's the Golden Summit."

Above his head, the Buddhist martial arts Zen condensed into a huge Buddha lamp, illuminating the four directions.

Affected by him, the Buddha light of the entire Golden Summit became bright again.

With the blessing of the Buddha light, the huge Golden Summit Buddha lamp was like a mountain, covering Master Xindeng, King Zhao and Song Lun.

Liu Si's sword and Elder Mingjing's Zen stick were blocked by the Buddha light.

"I am powerless to fight back, but I can still hold on and wait for help." Master Xindeng said with his palms clasped together.

But at this moment, he was hit hard again from behind!

From the inside of the Buddha light protector.

The Buddha lamp on his head dimmed instantly.

Master Xindeng turned his head with difficulty.

Song Lun said calmly: "Master, I'm sorry."

After that, the second punch landed on Master Xindeng!